Late night Wednesday classes.

I haven’t really talked a whole lot about YITS people before, which is surprising as they are very central in my life at the moment, and are probably one of the best things in my year (and hopefully extend further into my life).

So I will slowly I think attempt to make mention of each individual. I will, unfortunately have to be a little careful, for there are times when certain someones frustrate me and there are those who share this year and share my friends/aquaintances that read this.

Kerryn.
I will mention her first, because despite frustrating me hugely almost everyday, she has been one of the most remarkable encouragements to me personally and inspirational in her completely out of the box approach to God and life.

The frustration I find is in her class interaction, the questions she replies to, the stories that continue endlessly – the point is often made, then lost or carried so far it is lost yet again. There are certain reasons for some of this of which I will not share which make things fractionally eaiser to understand, this does not significantly alter my response to her. She laughs at the drop of a hat often at something entirely in her head. You can laugh with/at her but it often just annoys me.

She loves God. Seems almost strange to put it that way. But she just really really loves God. She was talking to me this morning, about how she woke up and heard the birds singing and thinking how God is just a “bloody legend”. She shares this overt expression continually. She physically dances, and laughs and prays like God is the centre of her life. She lives a God reality. She talks to people everywhere about God, prays for people in pubs, in maccas… and she’ll tell her stories and still focus is not on her, but on her maker.

I laugh at her interchangeable use of multiple swear words during class/conversation. I think she scares lecturers sometimes – they don’t exactly know what to do with her. Yes sometimes it is inappropriate. She’s a hard person to really understand.

Kerryn has this year for me been that light, sometimes during a week – be it normal or difficult. She’ll give these bizzarely beautiful compliments, that would sound foolish coming from most people. I never quite know what to do with them.
Encouragement is a bigger deal for me than I usually let on.
Its so nice sometimes just to have someone notice you, to feel free enough to really go out of their way to love you with words.

I technically haven’t spent a huge amount of time with Kerryn, moments here and there. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone quite like her.
I admire her life. I could never be that kind of person in her outward expression, I would like to be the Rebecca version – to have her heart for God.

I’m realising as I went back just before to put up backlogged stuff that tiredness seriously affects writing style. Saying thus, I think I am getting sick and have been awake purely due to caffeine today. Letting words flow well, or playing round to get stuff sounding ‘good’ has simply been low on the priority list. Journal has resulted in head dump of what went on in the day. Be it emotionally loaded, thought inspired or whatever, I frankly couldn’t care less.

Last day of semester. If only I was not working tomorrow and friday… ah that would be nice :
Good day. Apart from not being entirely with it. Actually no. Strange kind of detached me. Last day and I’d assume I’d desperately want to socialise as I wont be seeing people for 5 or so weeks, but no. I think I would have been completely content to be alone all day outside somewhere in the middle of nowhere… and that thought can be left there.

It was fun though. Did our oral presentation first, as Jess was feeling sick and wanted to go home. Went alright. “What is Success?”… went better than some of the others, wasn’t as good as some of the others. Middle of the range. Enjoyable one some of the guys did on ‘why they are women’ (Tilla saying to me, “poor boys, they’re so naive” :P). Some of the girls did a ‘why they are men’…. as Jess put it, rather ‘left wing’. Enjoyed the one on ‘choices’ and Tracey’s groups’ one on ‘depression’.

BBQ lunch put on by Rowan, Jacqui, Marko and Tilla. Hamburgers (best kind of BBQ).
Rowan was doing promo video/still stuff for YITS 2006. Some crazy group stuff of us singing, laughing being stupid etc… Apparently going to end up on the website.
As are I guess lots of the photos taken in the past few days. Many by me. Rowan shoved camera at me this week (… he didn’t know how desperate I am to get a camera at the moment haha has been nice, kind of) SLR digital. Some good ones (photos), lots of bad ones got it taken off me lots.

…half of the yits people’s obsession with the game ‘dodo’. Which I wont explain here. But involving saying dodo until your breath runs out. Being grabbed by a group of people and held to the ground. Looks alright. But yeh, maybe not. Have watched so far. Being no big physical contact person… hating being slammed to the floor for no exceptional reason, not exactly my idea of fun.

Was rather antisocial today. Didn’t mind. Crash and burn time of the year, I think I shutdown a day too soon. Will hopefully be alive enough for work conference this weekend.

Prominent thing today. Funny how ‘hugs’ comes up, how I get the idea and I think I put forward that I don’t like them. Which yes there are times (most of them) I don’t, as mm. can find them as invading personal space. And people understand that, which is great; but other times, it would nice, very nice.
Or to or sit and be quiet with someone comfortably. Thats what I missed today. What I wanted.

Extension for Personal Creed. Thankful for sanity’s sake. Stress levels dropped hugely. Was getting photos off Rowan, but I left my usb stick there, so will probably have to wait until camp. Ah well. Scanned a few off Katie the other day. May put them somewhere. www.yearintheson.org will/should soonish be updated, no doubt with new stuff.

I need a holiday… more so, time, to read, to write, to pray, to think. To stop.